Chapter 1506 Grateful To Charles


    Lying on her back, Sheryl looked around, only to find that she was alone in their bedroom. She paused


    for a while, then gently propped herself up and rubbed her forehead. Looking up at the clock on the


    wall, she saw it was a little past two in the afternoon. She twisted her neck gently, feeling relieved.


    Sheryl closed her eyes again to enjoy the rare tranquility alone, but heard a grunting from her stomach.


    It seemed that she''d better go and grab something to eat. Getting up from her bed, she wore her


    slippers and went to the bathroom to wash her face. Afterwards, she headed straight to the kitchen


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    downstairs. However, enemies and lovers are destined to meet.


    Melissa happened to stepped out of her room at the same time.


    "I bet you''ve had a sound nap. Life''s not fair, is it? You''re living an easy andfort life, but I have to


    suffer many mishaps on mine," Melissamented in a satiric tone while looking at her newly painted


    fingernails.


    On the other hand, Sheryl''s stomach growled even louder, and she had no intention of talking with her


    mother-inw. She ignored Melissa and continued her way down the staircase. Not giving up, Melissa


    hurried to catch up with Sheryl and grumbled, "If you n to keep my son with you by pretending to be


    ill, then you''re going to be left empty-handed. Look, he went back to work even when you were still


    lying in bed! Work is always his first priority!"


    Melissa''s words actually hit Sheryl. She felt a little down when she didn''t wake up to see Charles just


    now, and her heart sank more when Melissa blurted out the truth.


    But she had already decided that she would never show any sign of weakness in front Melissa, no


    matter how hurt she felt inside.


    "Mom, thank you for your kind reminder. Honestly, I agree with you. Charles loves his work the best.


    Are you happy to hear me say it?" Sheryl retorted as she turned around and stared back at Melissa.


    "What? Who told you that you can talk to me like that? I am your mother-inw! Please watch your


    words!" Melissa shouted sternly at her, pissed off by her attitude.


    Sheryl couldn''t help butugh at Melissa''s reaction. One may steal a horse, while another may not look


    over the hedge. That was typical Melissa. She wondered whether Melissa had ever treated her as her


    daughter-inw, but not an enemy to fight, even once.


    "Mom, will you please watch your words first? I respect you because you gave birth to my dear


    husband. That''s all. If you want something more, you will need to earn it yourself," Sheryl exined


    before she turned around and walked down the staircase again, leaving Melissa gnashing her teeth in


    anger.


    Melissa couldn''t be more annoyed, but she had to swallow her own bitter fruit.


    Nancy hurriedly came out from the kitchen and waited when she heard the approaching footsteps. She


    took a breath of relief, seeing it was Sheryl who came down and not Melissa. It would be awful to stand


    between these two hostesses, who couldn''t get along.


    "Here you are, Sheryl! You must be starving. Come and take a seat. I''ll make you something to eat."


    Nancy weed her with a smile and squinted upstairs. "Don''t even bother to argue with her. Just take


    care of your own body."


    Sheryl smiled back as she shook her head. It seemed that Melissa could always make her retort. Now


    that Nancy reminded her that she was going downstairs to grab some food, her stomaching grunted


    even louder.


    "I almost forgot. Please make me something to eat, Nancy. I feel like I can eat a whole elephant now,"


    Sheryl exaggerated as she hooked her arm into Nancy''s arm, leading her to the dining room.


    Nancy patted her hand and replied, "Wait a minute. I''ve made your favorite chicken porridge. Take a


    seat first."


    Nancy pulled out a chair for her and briskly went inside the kitchen while Sheryl sat there with one hand


    rubbing her stomach.


    Soon, Nancy came back with a bowl of steaming porridge and ced it on the table in front of her.


    Sheryl immediately took the bowl and scooped up a spoonful of porridge to her mouth, too impatient to


    thank Nancy as she always did.


    "Oh, slow down, mydy! You might burn yourself!" Nancy hurriedly interrupted. She was worried that


    Sheryl would get hurt just because she ate so hastily.


    "Yummy!" Sheryl raised her thumb up as she swallowed the porridge down. She breathed out slightly


    because her throat felt a little burned.


    People always said that even a in meal would be regarded as the most delicious food when one was


    starving. It was absolutely right, especially when it was one of her favorite foods. Sheryl dug in the


    bowl, not raising her head until it was empty. Finally, she stretched herself contently.


    Her wolfing down really scared Nancy, who almost burst into tears. "Thanks to Mr. Lu''s reminder, I am


    able to make the porridge beforehand. Otherwise, you''ll have to wait longer. You should''ve seen how


    upset he was carrying you inside!" Nancy eximed with emotions.


    Hoping tofort her, Sheryl reached out to hold her hand. Meanwhile, hearing how Charles cared for


    her from other people made her feel warm inside.


    But she was still puzzled as to why Charles wasn''t home now, and Sheryl wondered if there was


    something urgent that he needed to deal with.


    "Did he say anything when he left?" she asked.


    "Hmm, Mr. Lu said that you were still weak and it would be better if you''d stay home when you woke


    up. He asked the driver to pick up Shirley and rk. And, don''t think too much. Take more rest," Nancy


    replied.


    Sheryl nodded as those sounded like something Charles would say.


    However, she couldn''t lie in her bed and think nothing at all now. She had to take care of the troubles


    caused by that crazy woman. Although she didn''t jump off the building as she nned, it was rted to


    Cloud Advertising Company. Sheryl needed to deal with the problems arising from it, preventing the


    reporters making a big fuss about it.


    The thought caused her headaches. She needed to give Phoebe a call first to catch up with what was


    going on now.


    Refreshed by a sound sleep and the warm porridge, she was brimming with energy again.


    Sheryl then yawned before she said, "Thank you, Nancy, for everything you did for me."


    "You''re wee, my darling. Do you want some more? Let me bring you another bowl of porridge,"


    Nancy offered, eyebrows curved.


    "No, I''m fine. I''ve had enough. If I eat more, I''ll explode!" Sheryl joked as she stood up.


    She was considering taking a walk in the backward, to catch some fresh air. She took her phone and


    started dialing Phoebe''s number as she walked.


    Phoebe picked up the phone hardly before it rang. "Ms. Xia? How do you feel now?" she asked in a


    worried tone.


    "I''m alive and kicking! I can''t be better! How are things going on in ourpany?" Sheryl''s voice turned


    serious.


    "Everything is on track after that crazy woman was taken away by the police, Ms. Xia. The crisis is over


    and there is no bad word in any media," Phoebe assured.


    "What? How could it be?" Sheryl eximed in astonishment. She had prepared herself to wee an


    overwhelming amount of bad news so she couldn''t believe there was nothing at all.


    "Yes, you heard me right. There is not a single word judging you or ourpany. By the way, you owe


    a big favor to Mr. Lu. It''s because of all his efforts that we could get rid of itpletely."


    "Charles? Tell me what he did!" Sheryl''s curiosity was aroused. As a matter of fact, she had already


    guessed that it must be Charles who helped them out, but she wanted to know the details. Melissa told


    her earlier that he was busy with his own business.


    "Mr. Lu held a press conference after he sent you home this morning. He exined that the ident in


    the shopping mall and the jumping event were all Lacy''s idea. She plotted it all just to frame you. It had


    nothing to do with you or ourpany. The police confirmed what Mr. Lu said, and thus the reporters


    didn''t have time to make up stories," Phoebe exined.


    Sheryl listened carefully, and she did owe Charles a big favor.


    Every time she felt a little disappointed at him, he would do something to exceed her expectation.


    Suddenly she missed his good looking face and his warm hugs, and her heart was filled with gratitude.


    On the other end of the line, Phoebe continued to talk, "Then you must have guessed why they didn''t


    report the ident in the shopping mall. It''s because of Mr. Lu."


    Before Sheryl had time to respond, Phoebe went on again, "Mr. Lu took care of everything for us, Ms.


    Xia. He talked with someone at a higher level, bypassing Peterson. I heard that he went to themst


    night, and that was why they let us go so easily. Mr. Lu loves you!"


    Sheryl''s thoughts had long gone away. It flew to the man who, she initially thought, could do nothing to


    protect her from hurt caused by his own mother.